Farley’s Friday: A Wheaten on Leash

Farley here,

Culture shock. That’s what I have. I spend months in the Bahamas off leash, running around, digging holes in the sand, and swimming off the beach.

We get to Florida, and I have to wear a leash. I think that’s a bit humiliating. I don’t  run away – okay sometimes I might get distracted and chase a squirrel, but I stay in sight.

This is me looking tough. I’m trying to tell Kristina with eye contact alone that I don’t need a leash.

Farley on Guard

Does she listen?


On goes the leash. I just don’t understand this leash law deal. I’m a good dog.

Woof Woof.


6 thoughts on “Farley’s Friday: A Wheaten on Leash

  1. Dear Farley,
    You poor puppy! But the leash can save you from many traumas! You don’t have to wear it all the time. Think of it as a gift for your sweet owner!

    Enjoy the Florida sights.



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